<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709</id><updated>2011-11-24T01:04:26.258+02:00</updated><title type='text'>dystropia</title><subtitle type='html'>"Most Heady and Abstract" she said. We shall overcome.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112766570735694352</id><published>2005-09-25T19:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:50:33.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation</title><summary type='text'>This is a private message to my sis -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112766570735694352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=112766570735694352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112766570735694352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112766570735694352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/09/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in Translation'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112486908149736487</id><published>2005-08-24T10:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T10:38:01.513+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Tears</title><summary type='text'>One normally returns to their summer photographs a few months later in a mild state of nostalgia. Before this happens, a very brief selection.SolitudeTorch RelayLandscapeFuelPassengerAugust Moon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112486908149736487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=112486908149736487' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112486908149736487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112486908149736487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/08/winter-tears.html' title='Winter Tears'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112258009143264155</id><published>2005-07-28T22:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:59:16.853+03:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not Amerika</title><summary type='text'>This could be a hoax. I personally doubt it is, though. The way that old Brit saw it (and his readers' original comments) are interesting enough for a repost.TALKING POINTS FOR MAN SHOT DEAD* Urgent Release For All Press Talking Points for man mistakenly killed by UK police. The following points should be emphasised in your reports:The dead man is to be referred to as the "suspect" and never the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://rickwrites.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-comment.html' title='This is not Amerika'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112258009143264155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=112258009143264155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112258009143264155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112258009143264155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-not-amerika.html' title='This is not Amerika'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112091852675040226</id><published>2005-07-09T18:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T17:15:26.763+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.</title><summary type='text'>What follows is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005, at Stanford. Visit this page for an official transcript link and a video feed."I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112091852675040226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=112091852675040226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112091852675040226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112091852675040226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/07/stay-hungry-stay-foolish.html' title='Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112077858026417212</id><published>2005-07-08T02:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T02:23:19.596+03:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are All Londoners</title><summary type='text'>   We are all Londoners. Supporting all victims of any terrorist attacks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112077858026417212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=112077858026417212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112077858026417212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112077858026417212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-are-all-londoners.html' title='We Are All Londoners'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112057941173783749</id><published>2005-07-05T19:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T19:03:31.756+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Chance?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112057941173783749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=112057941173783749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112057941173783749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112057941173783749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/07/last-chance.html' title='Last Chance?'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111845695744447581</id><published>2005-06-10T23:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T12:21:19.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Glass</title><summary type='text'>No picture: a thousand words for Feisty ChristinaBroken glass, a whole river of shattered glass pieces. Zlatko immediately remembered the milk bottling cooperative of old: stacks of cages, a dozen of one-liter bottles each, countless crates piled around the inner alleyway, where trucks loaded and unloaded. His dad used to work there; Zlatko would eagerly sneak in his truck during any school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111845695744447581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111845695744447581' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111845695744447581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111845695744447581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/06/broken-glass.html' title='Broken Glass'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111657258568809380</id><published>2005-05-20T10:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T10:03:05.693+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><summary type='text'>Back, sooner or later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111657258568809380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111657258568809380' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111657258568809380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111657258568809380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111611845318942863</id><published>2005-05-15T03:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T13:40:10.770+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Baclava Recipe</title><summary type='text'>Photo: Brian Leatart, via Gourmet.comThomas kindly notified me: his fine blog, Anatomy of Melancholy, just received some high-traffic exposure from the Dame herself in The Huffington Post. Arianna Huffington, currently visiting our corner of the world for a refreshing dip in the Aegean, might have missed the Olympics by almost a full year but did not miss an opportunity to promote what she </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.huffingtonpost.com/theblog/archive//hello-from-greece.html' title='The Great Baclava Recipe'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111611845318942863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111611845318942863' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111611845318942863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111611845318942863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/great-baclava-recipe.html' title='The Great Baclava Recipe'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111567136489452798</id><published>2005-05-09T22:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:01:54.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak of the Devil</title><summary type='text'>The Political Compass, a nasty little helpful tool.Ethnic cleansing has been a favorite subject for analysts and journalists dealing with the Balkans, especially in the aftermath of former-Yugoslavia's disintegration and resulting series of quasi-civil wars. During my days off english-language blogging, I came across some over-generalizations by a greek journalist who also likes to post his paper</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111567136489452798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111567136489452798' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111567136489452798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111567136489452798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/speak-of-devil.html' title='Speak of the Devil'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111519598030789764</id><published>2005-05-05T07:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:03:58.500+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meteora</title><summary type='text'>Literally, in mid-air: a place of poverty, obedience, will, and prayer. I am touched by this place, its asceticism and soundlessness. Such sensations aren't meant to be shared or allotted. They may be articulated, but not really voiced. There aren’t enough pages to purge them in writing; the tropes are too trite for the blog. There aren’t enough hours or hotels to disabuse ourselves in other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111519598030789764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111519598030789764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111519598030789764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111519598030789764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/meteora.html' title='Meteora'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111511427137185548</id><published>2005-05-03T13:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:04:41.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'>travels in Epirus</title><summary type='text'> Ioannina: Town of Silver Art Creators (The art of collage is also practiceable.)Metsovo: Orange tile roofs, gray slate streets.Traditional dance moves. (That’s how they do it in Metsovo.)Lake Pigon Aoou: The line between natural and artificial is ill-defined at best. Distance is one artificial buffer.You can travel great distances in Greece, gathering experiences of different kinds. There are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111511427137185548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111511427137185548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111511427137185548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111511427137185548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/travels-in-epirus.html' title='travels in Epirus'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111451174758909959</id><published>2005-04-27T06:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:10:05.233+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the baser elements</title><summary type='text'>As the complex process of coordinating more than fifty muscles begins, control switches from the upper brain to the brain stem, the place where our most basic drives and reflexes are stored…. Scientists call this push-pull action of the muscles the agonist and antagonist.This is not about sex. It’s about handwriting.Points of comparison, however, are abundant. Both start as self-conscious acts: a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111451174758909959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111451174758909959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111451174758909959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111451174758909959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/baser-elements.html' title='the baser elements'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111432329562199610</id><published>2005-04-24T09:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:31:16.826+03:00</updated><title type='text'>saturation point</title><summary type='text'>Folds by Anthony Easton (I think)It is repeatedly said that in the digital age, everything is available, and nothing is special. In terms of data, perhaps this is true. Whether it is poetry or pornography, data flows from an inexhaustible source. You can’t touch it or feel it; one little click and it is gone.A similar kind of data can be contained in a touch or a weekend, a day. Maybe two. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111432329562199610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111432329562199610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111432329562199610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111432329562199610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/saturation-point.html' title='saturation point'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111402135805152656</id><published>2005-04-21T07:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:12:13.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'>coupled physics interactions</title><summary type='text'>red chairIf the known relation between the variables consists of a table of corresponding values, the graph consists only of the corresponding set of isolated points. If the variables are known to vary continuously, one often draws a curve to show the variation.Basic College Math, 1945Mathematically speaking, can a whole be greater than the sum of its parts? Many things are bigger than they seem,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111402135805152656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111402135805152656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111402135805152656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111402135805152656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/coupled-physics-interactions.html' title='coupled physics interactions'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111362804550753492</id><published>2005-04-18T17:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:29:13.476+03:00</updated><title type='text'>power tools</title><summary type='text'>A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power.–- George Meredith(from the cover of Vanity Fair, March 2005; the quote is written on Uma's ass)These little aphorisms are meant to be empowering, but if you really think about them, you find yourself stripped of whatever confidence they are meant to instill. And there’s Uma, on this and every cover. Smirking. Supremely self-assured. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111362804550753492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111362804550753492' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111362804550753492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111362804550753492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/power-tools.html' title='power tools'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111355117783801719</id><published>2005-04-16T07:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:38:47.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>secret love affairs</title><summary type='text'>A(nother) postcard from PostSecret, a site which our abiding readers will recognize as no stranger to this blog. Psychologists concluded that secret love affairs are often unsatisfactory. The above is one of the many interesting “findings” in this month’s Harper’s (they never put the good stuff online). Perhaps I find it all the more interesting for its simplicity and straightforwardness, not to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111355117783801719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111355117783801719' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111355117783801719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111355117783801719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/secret-love-affairs.html' title='secret love affairs'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111341820412285272</id><published>2005-04-14T09:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T19:15:37.116+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Breathtaking and Obscene</title><summary type='text'>veil, newyorkistan by Abdul-Walid of AcerbiaDystropoppygus (the person) announces he will be on fraternity leave of unspecified duration, effective 10:30am today (GMT+2). Honourable patrons are kindly advised to take their guest-blogging requests with Sissoula or De(e)lumina.</summary><link rel='related' href='javascript:player_pop(&apos;http://www.isound.com/mp3player/play.php?type=song&amp;id=6527&apos;,410,425)' title='Between Breathtaking and Obscene'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111341820412285272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111341820412285272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111341820412285272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111341820412285272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/between-breathtaking-and-obscene.html' title='Between Breathtaking and Obscene'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111343390497827521</id><published>2005-04-14T02:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:37:46.226+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Small fragments of (un)reality</title><summary type='text'>Gustav Klimt, The Virgin, image reproduced from http://www.mindfirerenew.com/issue1/klimt_die_jungfrau.jpegKnock on the door. Softly.No answer; he must be away or perhaps hard at work, devouring some article or other, a brilliant thought.Second knock. Nothing. But the light is on.Maybe it’s time for surprises – nothing more certain than surprises, right siss? – the doorknob turns and he’s in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111343390497827521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111343390497827521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111343390497827521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111343390497827521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/small-fragments-of-unreality.html' title='Small fragments of (un)reality'/><author><name>De(e)lumina</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2mtKynwunQ/SifSrX_kTtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V4nd-ijpLqQ/S220/dimvivcol1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111330128781162775</id><published>2005-04-13T09:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:36:57.870+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the indissoluble sacrament</title><summary type='text'>Alternative Title: Death and Revenue Enhancement“The idea that things must have a beginning is really due to the poverty of our imagination,” said Bertrand Russell in an article I was inspired to read after the death of the pope, an event which I found unexpectedly moving -- not that my emotions are to be particularly trusted these days. Most people identify with one religion or another as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111330128781162775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111330128781162775' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111330128781162775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111330128781162775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/indissoluble-sacrament.html' title='the indissoluble sacrament'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111383308424115729</id><published>2005-04-12T13:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:39:51.026+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gagarin's Anniversary</title><summary type='text'>Гагарин Юрий Алексеевич-09.03.1934 ,Рыба,1,Новоселоводеревня, Киржачского района,Владимирской области,СССР,Россия,Проcто суперзвезда,12.04.1961 г.,первый в мире полет в космос ,космический корабль"Восток", 1 час 08 минут,Гражданин Союза СоветскихСоциалистических Республик,Великое событие,Впервые в историичеловек осуществил полет в космос,Первый человек,Проникший вкосмос,Беспримерная победа </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111383308424115729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111383308424115729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111383308424115729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111383308424115729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/gagarins-anniversary.html' title='Gagarin&apos;s Anniversary'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111324013536948118</id><published>2005-04-11T19:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:25:01.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme 451</title><summary type='text'> Sadie's "stuck" me with this meme and I must admit I half-expected this one. Or half-wished, whichever sounds frank-ier. So, here it goes.You’re stuck inside Fahrenheit 451, which book do you want to be?Never managed to memorize anything in my life, not verbatim anyway. This incompetence of mine is actually responsible for my not becoming a great actor, like I should have. Not all directors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111324013536948118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111324013536948118' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111324013536948118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111324013536948118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/meme-451.html' title='Meme 451'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111304753688416134</id><published>2005-04-09T14:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:43:53.123+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A royal affair</title><summary type='text'>So… it’s happening! Two of the world’s most well known ‘middle aged people are getting hitched’. An affair that has lasted more than 30 years and has given rise to enormous, almost unprecedented controversy, will soon end up in marriage – seemingly with Mother’s approval. The Prince of Wales and the (now) Duchess of Cornwall will soon gallop towards the sunset. Aww!Charles is not exactly popular </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111304753688416134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111304753688416134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111304753688416134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111304753688416134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/royal-affair.html' title='A royal affair'/><author><name>De(e)lumina</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2mtKynwunQ/SifSrX_kTtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V4nd-ijpLqQ/S220/dimvivcol1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111285527560924805</id><published>2005-04-08T09:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:43:01.410+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dionigi Tettamanzi, Joseph Ratzinger</title><summary type='text'>“The American Catholics contribute more money to church efforts than followers from all other nations combined... It is important to be sensitive to their desires. How can we have any commandments if there is no church? If we have to look the other way on one to spare the other nine it is a wise move”.-- Cardinal Peligrini, Vatican spokesmanJust as I was about to finish my eleventh espresso cup </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111285527560924805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111285527560924805' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111285527560924805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111285527560924805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/dionigi-tettamanzi-joseph-ratzinger.html' title='Dionigi Tettamanzi, Joseph Ratzinger'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111278337961680290</id><published>2005-04-06T13:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:32:43.733+03:00</updated><title type='text'>call in the reinforcements</title><summary type='text'>Pen and Ink drawing from The Smithsonian InstitutionI’ve got this one more thing to share from the seminar, and then we can get back to the sexy stuff (don’t worry, I have it on good authority that the one and only Dys will be back soon). I know some of our readers don’t have much patience for metaphors, so I’ll just say that this poem has a lot to do with the issue of positive vs. negative </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111278337961680290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111278337961680290' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111278337961680290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111278337961680290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/call-in-reinforcements.html' title='call in the reinforcements'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111262760814494515</id><published>2005-04-05T07:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:31:39.110+03:00</updated><title type='text'>two stars and a wish</title><summary type='text'>It seems that I think too slow and talk too fast. This is surely not a good combination, especially when it comes to first impressions. But I wasn’t the only participant at the seminar to be criticized. The instructor’s metaphor for constructive criticism was “two stars and a wish,” meaning that students should always be praised for two things, but also firmly reminded of what could have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111262760814494515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111262760814494515' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111262760814494515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111262760814494515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/two-stars-and-wish.html' title='two stars and a wish'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111260393978721746</id><published>2005-04-04T11:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:30:39.256+03:00</updated><title type='text'>use your (very small) noodle</title><summary type='text'>I spent some of Saturday in a hotel room in Athens, watching the Pope die on TV. A few mohitos later, something inside me started to die, to die down, anyway. More than one noodle was involved.I once read that the world’s most beautiful people (based on some innate, biologically determined standards of appearing healthy, symmetrical, and somehow suitable for procreation) are Thai women and Cretan</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.globalgourmet.com/food/special/2000/noodle/' title='use your (very small) noodle'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111260393978721746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111260393978721746' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111260393978721746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111260393978721746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/use-your-very-small-noodle.html' title='use your (very small) noodle'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111247688937932050</id><published>2005-04-03T00:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T19:20:54.600+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and other pursuits</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes life gets in the way…We’ve just had kittens! Four of them. Mother and babies are doing fine and their extended pink family with can openers (that’s us) is very pleased to have them.You know, my excuse for failing to do just about anything is usually werk, but this time I’m happy to say it’s life.And time well spent – including having kittens, but not creating their own webpage. (Well, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111247688937932050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111247688937932050' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111247688937932050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111247688937932050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-and-other-pursuits.html' title='Life and other pursuits'/><author><name>De(e)lumina</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2mtKynwunQ/SifSrX_kTtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V4nd-ijpLqQ/S220/dimvivcol1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111231755292142873</id><published>2005-04-01T10:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T07:35:46.373+03:00</updated><title type='text'>what any fool can see (sonnet 137)</title><summary type='text'>In the Shadows, oil on panel, by Craig C. GrabhornThou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes,That they behold, and see not what they see?They know what beauty is, see where it lies,Yet what the best is take the worst to be.If eyes corrupt by over-partial looksBe anchor'd in the bay where all men ride,Why of eyes' falsehood hast thou forged hooks,Whereto the judgment of my heart is tied?</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.shakespeare-online.com/sonnets/' title='what any fool can see (sonnet 137)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111231755292142873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111231755292142873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111231755292142873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111231755292142873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-any-fool-can-see-sonnet-137.html' title='what any fool can see (sonnet 137)'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111216649968365288</id><published>2005-03-30T10:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T14:54:45.713+03:00</updated><title type='text'>looking smart, acting dumb</title><summary type='text'>Self-portrait (“Eating a Banana”) by British artist Sarah Lucas.A bit of dialogue from The Office that got me googling:“A lot of crime in America.”“Right. Well, I’ll be careful.”“Word of advice: Keep your traveller’s cheques in a bum bag.”“Thanks. I’ll buy one.”“What, when you get there?”“Yup.”“Word of warning, then: Out there they call them fanny packs. ‘Cause fanny means your arse over there… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111216649968365288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111216649968365288' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111216649968365288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111216649968365288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/looking-smart-acting-dumb.html' title='looking smart, acting dumb'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111199551305885249</id><published>2005-03-28T11:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T11:37:11.393+03:00</updated><title type='text'>tempus fugit</title><summary type='text'> *Time, like God, is either necessary or nothing; if it disappears in one possible universe, it is undermined in every possible universe, including our own.**We lost an hour yesterday, but in North America, for example, they have to wait another week for Daylight Saving Time to kick in. I don’t know what’s happening in other parts of the world, but doesn’t this inability even to agree on what </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.nelson-atkins.org/tempusfugit/default2.htm' title='tempus fugit'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111199551305885249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111199551305885249' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111199551305885249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111199551305885249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/tempus-fugit.html' title='tempus fugit'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111187165848585743</id><published>2005-03-26T23:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:45:23.193+03:00</updated><title type='text'>multum in parvo</title><summary type='text'>Extelligence (detail) by Christina Neofotistou. Is Dystropoppygus (the blog) Greek? In case you feel this is an invalid question, please reconsider: there are plenty of blogs today proudly bearing little buttons with miniature flags, announcing to the world that they are "Canadian" or "British" or whatever. Well, what the flags do is that they actually announce the respective bloggers' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111187165848585743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111187165848585743' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111187165848585743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111187165848585743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/multum-in-parvo.html' title='multum in parvo'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111182475951815839</id><published>2005-03-26T09:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T10:30:17.870+02:00</updated><title type='text'>August 4th, 2011</title><summary type='text'>"I'm not interested in new technologies."—J. Bruce Harreld, VP for Strategy, IBMBesides the date in the title marking my 51st birthday (should I still be around for celebrations), it appears to be a most significant moment in this narrative. I shall refrain from commenting (but you all know my soft tooth for Philip K. Dick's The Man in the High Castle). One little thing made me wonder though: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111182475951815839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111182475951815839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111182475951815839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111182475951815839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/august-4th-2011.html' title='August 4th, 2011'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111167821651615949</id><published>2005-03-24T17:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:36:21.580+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-three, perhaps</title><summary type='text'>Art by Nikitas, melancholic deviant artist and blogger.    How many hours can a man and a woman be friends and not have sex get in the way? Have you been reading the Demystifying Divas this week? Their topic of choice is flirting. Kewl and sekksy as they all are, they are not afraid to admit they like this stuff and proceed to generously give men advice on the do's and don'ts of the battlefield. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111167821651615949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111167821651615949' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111167821651615949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111167821651615949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/twenty-three-perhaps.html' title='Twenty-three, perhaps'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111157225997410408</id><published>2005-03-23T12:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:39:43.220+03:00</updated><title type='text'>in qualche modo</title><summary type='text'>Superficie a testura vibratile, 1972, by Getulio AlvianiAnd their sins were, well, extravagant: do not rub the backs of dogs; coin no false money; do not lie except about sex, about which lying was compulsory. Had he perhaps said something about sex? No, not at all. Had he rubbed the back of a dog? In that moment, precisely as he reached the bus stop, the gentleman understood himself to be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111157225997410408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111157225997410408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111157225997410408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111157225997410408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-qualche-modo.html' title='in qualche modo'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111148613423016737</id><published>2005-03-22T12:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T14:51:57.226+03:00</updated><title type='text'>multiple intelligences continued</title><summary type='text'>Another “postcard” from Athens by Blair D. FraserA few more things from the conference, since you’re all so interested (and your comments so inspired).1. The developmental phase that follows the Romantic Period is called the Philosophic Period (theory by Kieran Egan.) During this period, between the approximate ages of ages of 15 and 20, people stop being so interested in extreme situations and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111148613423016737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111148613423016737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111148613423016737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111148613423016737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/multiple-intelligences-continued.html' title='multiple intelligences continued'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111140408999438562</id><published>2005-03-21T13:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T14:50:51.370+03:00</updated><title type='text'>multiple intelligences</title><summary type='text'>Photo of an old building in Athens by Blair D. Fraser.Some things I learned at a conference this weekend, seen through the prism of other events that happened coincident to it:1. Roughly between the ages of 10 and 16, children go through what has been identified as the Romantic Period, whose salient characteristic is the overwhelming feeling of being overwhelmed by one’s own feelings. Kids at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111140408999438562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111140408999438562' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111140408999438562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111140408999438562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/multiple-intelligences.html' title='multiple intelligences'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111133647990746972</id><published>2005-03-20T18:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:34:16.936+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Serious Play of American Verbosity [Guest Post]</title><summary type='text'>Sissoula's latest post produced a lengthy comment by our regular visitor and advanced thinker zizany. Rather than burying his insightful commentary, we suggested this could become a full-blown dystro-blog entry, thus introducing our first guest-blogger! Thank you, zizany, for permission and all please read and contribute: you may be our next guest-blogger.The Serious Play of American Verbosity by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111133647990746972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111133647990746972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111133647990746972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111133647990746972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/serious-play-of-american-verbosity.html' title='The Serious Play of American Verbosity [Guest Post]'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111026831492297433</id><published>2005-03-18T21:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:32:13.280+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dense (Blogger) Desks</title><summary type='text'>"No matter how well you decorate a cubicle, it's still a cubicle." —Dan Rosensweig, COO, Yahoo I admit I took it easy. On the blog, that is. My sweet friend S. called from London earlier on and kept me on the phone for about an hour: the weather in England is so ...greek, it appears. Everyone in London is so happy about it. I tried to persuade her it's all my brother-in-law's fault, he just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111026831492297433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111026831492297433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111026831492297433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111026831492297433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/dense-blogger-desks.html' title='Dense (Blogger) Desks'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111114892840182621</id><published>2005-03-18T14:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T17:59:49.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>On Seriousness</title><summary type='text'>People tend to say serious things, and then add the caveat that they shouldn’t be taken seriously.Recent misunderstandings on this subject reminded me of a comment (non-blog) that a professor made about me in an all-purpose reference letter he wrote when I was finishing university. These things are always full of hyperbolic praise, so I guess the caveat is supremely applicable in this instance (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111114892840182621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111114892840182621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111114892840182621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111114892840182621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-seriousness.html' title='On Seriousness'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111096775632657888</id><published>2005-03-16T12:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T13:54:12.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'>softly softly catchee monkey</title><summary type='text'>Icy Night, Alfred Stieglitz, 1892I’ve been really fascinated by survival stories lately. It started with a vague change in inclination from fiction to non, and it really picked up when I picked up, completely by chance, a book about an ill-fated Arctic expedition in 1913 (it’s called The Ice Masters) a few years ago. I recently finished Into the Wild, a book about a promising young man who </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/' title='softly softly catchee monkey'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111096775632657888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111096775632657888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111096775632657888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111096775632657888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/softly-softly-catchee-monkey.html' title='softly softly catchee monkey'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111071131964418138</id><published>2005-03-13T13:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T13:12:27.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>where every cat has a webpage</title><summary type='text'>Not much was happening around here, so I spent the better part of the morning making a webpage for my cat. First there was Friendster. Now we’ve got not only Catster but Dogster too. Is there no end in sight to the phantasy worlds at our phingertips? Even a cat can have an online persona, a journal too if he or she is so inclined. And what do their owners get? I got the vicarious thrill of </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.catster.com' title='where every cat has a webpage'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111071131964418138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111071131964418138' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111071131964418138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111071131964418138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/where-every-cat-has-webpage.html' title='where every cat has a webpage'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111071061958871288</id><published>2005-03-13T12:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T17:51:31.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Palpable delights</title><summary type='text'>MATISSE, Henri, Odalisque with Red Culottes (1921), Oil on canvas - Musee National d'Art Moderne, Centre Georges Pompidou, Paris[image taken from http://artchive.com/]Dystropopygus, wearing his freudian hat no wonder, often reminds us that – really – it’s all about sex in the end.I think I may have to agree with him on that one.In a society that feels the need to flash breasts in order to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111071061958871288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111071061958871288' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111071061958871288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111071061958871288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/palpable-delights.html' title='Palpable delights'/><author><name>De(e)lumina</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2mtKynwunQ/SifSrX_kTtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V4nd-ijpLqQ/S220/dimvivcol1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111054103464268059</id><published>2005-03-12T03:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T03:48:43.020+02:00</updated><title type='text'>not just a pretty face</title><summary type='text'>The United Nations has given up its attempt to introduce a worldwide legal ban on some or all types of human cloning. On Tuesday its deeply divided general assembly voted to adopt a watered-down "declaration" that condemns all forms of human cloning but is not legally binding.There’s lots of good stuff on sex and cloning these days over at New Scientist.  The above refers to the UN’s recent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111054103464268059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111054103464268059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111054103464268059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111054103464268059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-just-pretty-face.html' title='not just a pretty face'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111026875534039559</id><published>2005-03-11T03:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:34:03.033+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Competent Connections</title><summary type='text'>"You're valued not only for your skills, but for your network."—Sunny Bates, Chairman, Sunny Bates AssociatesOnly days ago, this blog's "dynamic duo" became a swinging trio with the addition of De(e)lumina. While the finalization of said addition took longer than perhaps deemed logical and caused several of our regular commentators to offer some caustic humour, we are glad we are three. Time will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111026875534039559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111026875534039559' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111026875534039559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111026875534039559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/competent-connections.html' title='Competent Connections'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111026271116791879</id><published>2005-03-09T10:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:33:36.333+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Who owns English?</title><summary type='text'>It’s a provocative question. So provocative, in fact, that Newsweek International decided to put it on the cover of its March 7 issue, and I was sucker enough to buy it. Rarely does the content of Newsweek or Time ever live up to the covers, so I don’t know why I should be disappointed this time. In any event, the content, such as it is, of the particular article “Not the Queen’s English” can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111026271116791879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111026271116791879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111026271116791879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111026271116791879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/who-owns-english.html' title='Who owns English?'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111030281249785958</id><published>2005-03-08T19:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T11:33:18.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In lieu of (proper) introductions</title><summary type='text'>  somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyondany experience,your eyes have their silence:in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,or which i cannot touch because they are too nearyour slightest look will easily unclose methough i have closed myself as fingers,you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first roseor if your wish be to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111030281249785958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111030281249785958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111030281249785958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111030281249785958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-lieu-of-proper-introductions.html' title='In lieu of (proper) introductions'/><author><name>De(e)lumina</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2mtKynwunQ/SifSrX_kTtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V4nd-ijpLqQ/S220/dimvivcol1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111029466634361389</id><published>2005-03-08T17:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:14:09.393+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Constitutional Fears</title><summary type='text'>The signing of the Treaty Establishing a Constitution for Europe in October 2004 was perhaps the highlight of many EU lawyers’ (peri)(pat)(h)(etic) lives last year – present writer included.If you follow the EU blurb/self-congratulating statements, the Constitution is presented as the product of a highly democratised and socially reflexive process, i.e. the 2002-2003 Convention on the Future of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111029466634361389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111029466634361389' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111029466634361389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111029466634361389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/constitutional-fears.html' title='Constitutional Fears'/><author><name>De(e)lumina</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2mtKynwunQ/SifSrX_kTtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V4nd-ijpLqQ/S220/dimvivcol1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111026705426877188</id><published>2005-03-08T08:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T09:42:11.600+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimistic Incompetence</title><summary type='text'>"We solve [problems] one by one.—Gareth Halliwell, Engineer, Guinness It so happened I was invited to an Italian expats' home last evening. The lady is married to a Greek friend and lives in Athens for almost 10 years now. Her mother, a widow, spends the best part of the year with them, rather than suffer a lonesome life in Vicenza. As our party arrived, their satellite Italian channel (TGI) was </summary><link rel='related' href='http://rigorousintuition.blogspot.com/2005/03/benefit-of-dumb.html' title='Optimistic Incompetence'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111026705426877188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111026705426877188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111026705426877188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111026705426877188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/optimistic-incompetence.html' title='Optimistic Incompetence'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111009369975828544</id><published>2005-03-07T12:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T12:13:59.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>no linear narrative, preceding or next</title><summary type='text'>This fractal belongs to Adam Brown.There’s a theory that all poems are about poetry. It has occurred to me too that in some way all blogs are about blogging. Patty Seyburn’s got a poem in the winter issue of The Paris Review that reminds me of what I love about both. It’s called “The Alphabetizer Speaks.”I have my reasonshave never known starvation nor plenitudeand unless the order of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111009369975828544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111009369975828544' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111009369975828544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111009369975828544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-linear-narrative-preceding-or-next.html' title='no linear narrative, preceding or next'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110997788501966605</id><published>2005-03-06T17:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T19:42:33.333+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Frolics</title><summary type='text'>"Revolution can't be automated." —Shoshana Zuboff, Professor, Harvard Business SchoolWhy on earth would anyone be reading Fernando Claudin's Eurocommunism and Socialism (1977) at this conjencture? Well, I was trying to check something and had been looking up old notes and textbooks (yes, I'd bought this one at a campus Bookstore sale for $9.25 - for my thesis). The book was left on my desk when I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110997788501966605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110997788501966605' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110997788501966605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110997788501966605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/weekend-frolics.html' title='Weekend Frolics'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111001043488206369</id><published>2005-03-05T09:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T10:19:00.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No Blind Flight</title><summary type='text'>From Wikipedia's in the news: " The Scaled Composites Model 311 Virgin Atlantic GlobalFlyer is an aircraft designed by Burt Rutan that Steve Fossett flew in a non-stop solo trip around the world from February 28, 2005 until March 3, 2005. The feat matched the distance set by the previous Rutan-designed Voyager aircraft. The attempt was described as "the last great aviation record attempt" (first </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.globalflyer.com/' title='No Blind Flight'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111001043488206369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=111001043488206369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111001043488206369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111001043488206369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-blind-flight.html' title='No Blind Flight'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110982939407218740</id><published>2005-03-04T21:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T01:14:15.630+02:00</updated><title type='text'>(sexy?) dangerous</title><summary type='text'>Better late than never, right? Slate had a funny article a week or so ago comparing bloggers to rappers.What, you ask, could those champagne-swilling, "bitch"-shouting rappers have in common with those Jolt-pounding, "read the whole thing"-writing bloggers? For starters, both groups share a love of loose-fitting, pajama-style apparel. Still not satisfied? Bloggers and rappers are equally obsessed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110982939407218740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110982939407218740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110982939407218740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110982939407218740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/sexy-dangerous.html' title='(sexy?) dangerous'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110992946650645647</id><published>2005-03-04T11:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T11:46:49.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>triptych</title><summary type='text'>“Triplets in their bedroom, N.J.” by Diane Arbus, 1963All good stories start this way, with three blind mice or three little pigs.There’s also the three-piece suit and the holy trinity, 3-D films, and the three-ring circus that we call life. It was the third day of the third month, and there were three of us. Three’s company? Three’s a crowd? Good things come in threes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110992946650645647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110992946650645647' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110992946650645647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110992946650645647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/triptych.html' title='triptych'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110987618388147459</id><published>2005-03-04T08:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T09:20:22.400+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Solem quis dicere falsum audeat?</title><summary type='text'>"The chief goal of life has become saving time." —Michael Tchong, Lead Consumer Analyst, Iconoculture Inc.The clock of life is wound but onceAnd no man has the powerTo tell just when the hands will stopAt late or early hour.Now is the only time you own.Live, love, toil with a will.Place no faith in time.For the clock may soon be still.This poem was (supposedly) found on the body of "Fast" Eddie, </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.martinbraunusa.com/' title='Solem quis dicere falsum audeat?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110987618388147459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110987618388147459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110987618388147459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110987618388147459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/solem-quis-dicere-falsum-audeat.html' title='Solem quis dicere falsum audeat?'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110970042581318156</id><published>2005-03-01T19:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T23:38:17.656+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertainers as Heroes</title><summary type='text'>Sigmund, Carl and Alfred go out of their way and post an article by Rabbi Shmuley Boteach, titled "The Academy Awards: When Court Jesters Become Kings" in its entirety. The author's argument is sound and clear and he believes this should help one "understand why so many people around the world think we Americans are so stupid and shallow. It's not because of Bush. It's because of Hollywood."</summary><link rel='related' href='http://sigcarlfred.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-thoughts-on-oscar.html' title='Entertainers as Heroes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110970042581318156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110970042581318156' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110970042581318156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110970042581318156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/entertainers-as-heroes.html' title='Entertainers as Heroes'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110966759328285776</id><published>2005-03-01T10:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T11:03:09.783+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Noir Update</title><summary type='text'>What better way to remind you all that the Blog Noir project is now getting ready for its 5th installment than use Christina's words?Four for four.The Noir Godfaddah created the indomitable Max Robichaux in Chapter One.The delightful Key took a note or two on the lady Max and ran with her, right square into O'Callaghan and Love in Chapter Two.The ever-so talented TJ, princess of the one-liners (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110966759328285776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110966759328285776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110966759328285776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110966759328285776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-noir-update.html' title='Blog Noir Update'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110957113229567430</id><published>2005-03-01T08:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T10:40:12.463+02:00</updated><title type='text'>gone to the dogs</title><summary type='text'>This week, The Economist beats its way around the Bush (who says "Merci, y’all," by the way) just enough to get to the essential question of whether or not dogs have personalities in the same way that humans do.Human personalities, according to the article, can be measured in the following five dimensions:- openness to experience- conscientiousness- extraversion- agreeableness- natural reactions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110957113229567430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110957113229567430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110957113229567430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110957113229567430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/03/gone-to-dogs.html' title='gone to the dogs'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110958145443783266</id><published>2005-02-28T11:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T21:41:17.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fail gloriously</title><summary type='text'>The worship of success inspires not just extraordinary achievements but also worthwhile failures. That is the unsettling but very American message of Million Dollar Baby.The Economist, "An Ode to Failure"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110958145443783266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110958145443783266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110958145443783266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110958145443783266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/fail-gloriously.html' title='fail gloriously'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110939673733275415</id><published>2005-02-26T07:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T21:47:29.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'>information void</title><summary type='text'>(Justin) Faunce’s technique is one of obsessive precision. Using a method of meticulous stenciling and applying layers of paint, the artist begins by assembling and arranging an enormous array of found images, both familiar and obscure. Faunce relates the sifting through this imagery as extracting something meaningful from the information void. Like so many of us, Faunce believes that the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.re-title.com/exhibitions/leokoeniginc.asp' title='information void'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110939673733275415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110939673733275415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110939673733275415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110939673733275415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/information-void.html' title='information void'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110931708307770959</id><published>2005-02-25T09:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T21:43:57.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>group hug</title><summary type='text'>Most Americans know nothing of the location, composition, or purpose of the European Union. There is no shame in such ignorance, for most Europeans are in the same position – rather worse, indeed, given that they are the ones who are meant to be experiencing a pleasant sensation of unity. If anything, the view from the States is more precise: Europe is that Shrek-shaped landmass to the left of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110931708307770959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110931708307770959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110931708307770959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110931708307770959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/group-hug.html' title='group hug'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110923570739296496</id><published>2005-02-24T10:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T11:01:47.393+02:00</updated><title type='text'>complai(sa)nt</title><summary type='text'>Problems with the net café. I press my nose to the glass; it’s a cliché, cool to the touch. Daily routine thrown into chaos; semi-structured work week remains intact. That’s the juggernaut of (modern?) existence.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110923570739296496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110923570739296496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110923570739296496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110923570739296496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/complaisant.html' title='complai(sa)nt'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110914244912198371</id><published>2005-02-23T08:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T12:05:33.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mantalina</title><summary type='text'>Mantalina Psoma is a most interesting young Greek artist - and this is of course quite a subjective comment, as it happens I like her paintings very much. Born in 1967, she studied in the Berlin School of Fine Arts (Hochschule der Kuenste), Germany, where she has spent a good part of her life. The exhibition currently underway at the Kapinos Galerie is certain to make your Berlin trip even more </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.kapinos.de/' title='Mantalina'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110914244912198371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110914244912198371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110914244912198371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110914244912198371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/mantalina.html' title='Mantalina'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110914893296462466</id><published>2005-02-23T08:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T12:02:31.323+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbstruck</title><summary type='text'>Well, since we’re all Americans here, and all in this together, I feel Safe and Secure enough to express my Real and True Opinion the current state of EurAmerican diplomacy and related happenings in Brussels. It was originally intended as a comment on my intrepid comrade’s insightful post of 20 Feb., but I put it here instead.First of all, I think the pictures have rendered everyone equally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110914893296462466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110914893296462466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110914893296462466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110914893296462466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/dumbstruck.html' title='Dumbstruck'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110906070420758857</id><published>2005-02-22T10:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T00:24:56.960+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not as incompetent as I look</title><summary type='text'>Originally posted on Thursday, July 15, 2004, the following assertions were collected from public statements made by George W. Bush and his official spokesmen since 1997. (from  Harper's Magazine, May 2004)The President of the United States is not a fact-checker.I’m not a statistician.I’m not a numbers-cruncher.I’m not one of these bean counters.I’m not very analytical.I’m not a precision guy.The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110906070420758857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110906070420758857' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110906070420758857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110906070420758857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-not-as-incompetent-as-i-look.html' title='I am not as incompetent as I look'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110864932263405442</id><published>2005-02-20T16:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T12:26:35.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'>We All Are Americans</title><summary type='text'>I first became aware of Dominic Hilton's article on openDemocracy forum, "Fashionable anti-Americanism," via dogblogger. Having given it ample thought, I decided not to deal with it; I am providing the link so anybody who cares can read it and smile a bitter smile. I can't even bother to laugh. In the meantime, my thinking about writing a paragraph or two against the thesis that George W. can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110864932263405442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110864932263405442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110864932263405442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110864932263405442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/we-all-are-americans.html' title='We All Are Americans'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110879282446092974</id><published>2005-02-19T07:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T20:56:16.233+02:00</updated><title type='text'>massless among the masses</title><summary type='text'>In an article called “The Massless Media” (in the January/February issue of  The Atlantic ), William Powers argues that what was once indeed “mass” media has slowly been eroded and supplanted by the fragmented “tribalization” evidenced nowadays in the plethora of independent cable channels and “idiosyncratic Web sites” endlessly at our disposal. In this post-mass-media era, he says:The cultural </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110879282446092974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110879282446092974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110879282446092974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110879282446092974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/massless-among-masses.html' title='massless among the masses'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110872945163490159</id><published>2005-02-18T14:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T21:07:39.913+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasn't Tomorrow Wonderful?</title><summary type='text'>According to an article in Pravda, "Russian President Vladimir Putin wears a $60,000 Patek Philippe Perpetual Calendar watch while [American] President Bush sports a $50 Timex Indiglo. What's even more interesting is that Putin's annual salary is only $60,000 while Bush's salary, according to Wikipedia, is $400,000 (like he even needs it). Is Putin trading nukes for watches, and did Bush lose a </summary><link rel='related' href='http://raedinthemiddle.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-us-scandle-new-dahmer-buffet.html' title='Wasn&apos;t Tomorrow Wonderful?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110872945163490159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110872945163490159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110872945163490159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110872945163490159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/wasnt-tomorrow-wonderful.html' title='Wasn&apos;t Tomorrow Wonderful?'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110871835792005762</id><published>2005-02-18T11:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T17:34:27.196+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a dick, Ted?</title><summary type='text'>At what price, if any, would you willingly give up your Web access? For 14 days, let’s say, a mere fortnight? Yahoo conducted a (very self-serving) survey which showed that 48% of respondents could not possibly forego this earthly pleasure for any such period. In fact, 750 people had to be approached before just 28 subjects were recruited to actually go through the rigors of it, despite being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110871835792005762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110871835792005762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110871835792005762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110871835792005762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/are-you-dick-ted.html' title='Are you a dick, Ted?'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110771402277649359</id><published>2005-02-17T10:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T12:33:53.483+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Exorcism*</title><summary type='text'>"The writer probably knows what he meant when he wrote a book, but he should immediately forget what he meant when he's written it."-- William GoldingFrom Elvira's Tabacaria: "Lu dans l'International Herald Tribune: officiellement, et d'après le bureau de presse de la Maison Blanche, G.W. aurait sur sa table de chevet une biographie de George Washington et la Bible. En réalité, il est en train de</summary><link rel='related' href='http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/europe/4272689.stm' title='Lessons in Exorcism*'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110771402277649359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110771402277649359' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110771402277649359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110771402277649359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/lessons-in-exorcism.html' title='Lessons in Exorcism*'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110849021372271368</id><published>2005-02-16T07:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T11:43:15.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto Protocol</title><summary type='text'>BBC NEWS | Science/Nature | Kyoto Protocol set to take effect: "The main ceremony to mark the entry of Kyoto will be held in the ancient Japanese capital where the treaty was reached in 1997. Speakers are to include Nobel Peace prize winner Wangari Maathai.Ms Maathai, an ecologist and Kenya's deputy environment minister, said the Kyoto Protocol would require not just efforts from governments and </summary><link rel='related' href='http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/4267245.stm' title='Kyoto Protocol'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110849021372271368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110849021372271368' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110849021372271368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110849021372271368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/kyoto-protocol.html' title='Kyoto Protocol'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110849322910586376</id><published>2005-02-15T23:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T11:40:48.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Signed, Sealed, Delivered</title><summary type='text'>SBS news - World Watch: "Foibe massacres commemorated : 11-02-2005Italy has marked its first day of remembrance of the north-eastern war-time atrocities known as the Foibe after the pits Yugoslav militia threw victims into. Politicians on the left and right called for an end to attempts to make political capital out of the massacres, long hushed up by the Italian left.Foreign Minister Gianfranco </summary><link rel='related' href='http://203.15.102.140/news/worldwatch/worldwatch.php3?choser=2005-02-11' title='Signed, Sealed, Delivered'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110849322910586376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110849322910586376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110849322910586376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110849322910586376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/signed-sealed-delivered.html' title='Signed, Sealed, Delivered'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110849040898033557</id><published>2005-02-15T20:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T17:45:04.370+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival Of The Godless</title><summary type='text'>Carnival Of The Godless #3 Is Up!This should be particularly suitable reading for all our Greek visitors -- who are in a religion-related mindframe anyway, thanks to recent not-so-local developments. More on this in a forthcoming post.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110849040898033557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110849040898033557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110849040898033557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110849040898033557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/carnival-of-godless.html' title='Carnival Of The Godless'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110845538730407055</id><published>2005-02-15T10:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:12:31.803+02:00</updated><title type='text'>themetree</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Kukla, I revisited photoblogs.org, a website linking and rating a good number of excellent photoblogs. Most photoblogs' entries are a thousand words worth. Yes, one can leave comments if they feel like it.Dimitri Chrysanthopoulos' photoblog brought back memories of Philadelphia: 30th Street Station, St. George's Greek Orthodox Church (thumb above), Chestnut Street, the run to catch the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.cobwebstudios.com/cws_photos2.htm' title='themetree'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110845538730407055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110845538730407055' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110845538730407055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110845538730407055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/themetree.html' title='themetree'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110835813423529472</id><published>2005-02-14T07:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T12:02:20.860+02:00</updated><title type='text'>safe sex</title><summary type='text'>The 'missing' pic. Read post in the comments section. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110835813423529472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110835813423529472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110835813423529472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110835813423529472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/safe-sex.html' title='safe sex'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110829512692586314</id><published>2005-02-13T13:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:17:57.553+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Greek Valentines</title><summary type='text'>It appears a malevolent St. Valentine's agent managed to feed forbidden code into sissoula's (previous) post. The blog reacted and control was lost, hopefully temporarily. An added symptom: commentary was denied to all those who attempted. In an effort towards glasnost and democratization, here's a repeat post. -- dys.It's not just a pop song, ladies and gents. According to an online study (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110829512692586314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110829512692586314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110829512692586314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110829512692586314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/greek-valentines.html' title='Greek Valentines'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110802409460331254</id><published>2005-02-10T10:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:29:23.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>43 things </title><summary type='text'>Maybe it's time for each of us to set some goals in our life and be brave enough to follow them through. It's one of those "open" secrets (speaking of secrets) that this site is funded by amazon, but I don't think that necessarily means that a conspiracy is afoot.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.43things.com/about/view/learn_more' title='43 things '/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110802409460331254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110802409460331254' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110802409460331254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110802409460331254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/43-things.html' title='43 things '/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110788004518084253</id><published>2005-02-10T06:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:52:11.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Disorder Resolved</title><summary type='text'>Almost as soon as sissoula commented on our harmonious team, chronoos informed us he wishes to no longer be associated with Dystropoppygus, the Blog. Obliged.Although the reasons behind this divorce are nobody's business but his optician's (his claim that his "eyes hurt from all the music" could be valid, after all), I felt the following Personality Disorders Results table illustrates the man's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110788004518084253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110788004518084253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110788004518084253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110788004518084253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-disorder-resolved.html' title='Blog Disorder Resolved'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110787727759788905</id><published>2005-02-08T17:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T17:41:17.596+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Less is mor(e)</title><summary type='text'>"There are two kinds of secrets: Those we keep from others and those we keep from ourselves."- F. MarylandLooks like mor stumbled upon a good one after all. This blog by Frank Warren, PostSecret, is making art in the blogosfera, using volunteered confessions in the form of 6x4 inch postcards.Mail Your Secret TodayYou are invited to anonymously contribute a secret to the PostSecret project. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110787727759788905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110787727759788905' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110787727759788905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110787727759788905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/less-is-more.html' title='Less is mor(e)'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110720479205185141</id><published>2005-02-08T08:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T10:02:18.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapid Cognition</title><summary type='text'>"Blink is about the first two seconds of looking--the decisive glance that knows in an instant. Gladwell, the best-selling author of The Tipping Point, campaigns for snap judgments and mind reading with a gift for translating research into splendid storytelling. Building his case with scenes from a marriage, heart attack triage, speed dating, choking on the golf course, selling cars, and military</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.elise.com/lmtstore/0316172324/Blink__The_Power_of_Thinking_Without_Thinking.html' title='Rapid Cognition'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110720479205185141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110720479205185141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110720479205185141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110720479205185141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/rapid-cognition.html' title='Rapid Cognition'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110778461340151241</id><published>2005-02-07T15:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T09:30:13.400+02:00</updated><title type='text'> Happy Chinese New Year!  ( 一年又一年 )</title><summary type='text'>How you behave toward cats here below determines your place in heaven.- Robert A. Heinlein  Thanks 4 the rooster, sis!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110778461340151241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110778461340151241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110778461340151241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110778461340151241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title=' Happy Chinese New Year!  ( 一年又一年 )'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110771596683690755</id><published>2005-02-06T20:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T09:23:38.310+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"heady and abstract"</title><summary type='text'>sissoula sent me an email. Included was a mysterious quote by someone who described this blog as "the most heady and abstract thing" s/he's ever seen. Huh. I admit I couldn't get the meaning at first. I thought I'd consult a dictionary, but I had to drive the family to a fine lamb-chops place through a fake snowstorm, so I figured there'd be plenty of time to investigate this later. Could it be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110771596683690755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110771596683690755' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110771596683690755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110771596683690755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/heady-and-abstract.html' title='&quot;heady and abstract&quot;'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110766751822354852</id><published>2005-02-06T07:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T07:29:42.886+02:00</updated><title type='text'>family values </title><summary type='text'>Although Bush seems to be cooling his heels for the time being on what the conservatives so convincingly called "the defense of marriage," the question of what constitutes a marriage or a family nowadays persists. Irish photographer Trish Morrissey (whose first US exhibition is showing in NY til the end of the month) effectively "deconstructs the trope of family photography by meticulously </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.yossimilogallery.com/exhibitions/2005_01-tris_morr/' title='family values '/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110766751822354852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110766751822354852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110766751822354852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110766751822354852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/family-values.html' title='family values '/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110750427610772724</id><published>2005-02-04T09:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T10:23:36.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El libro infierno</title><summary type='text'>"I felt no surprise whatsoever when I realized Hell is a Library. Permitting one access to words, but not their meaning, is surely the finest version of Tantalus' punishment."About ten days ago a book found its way into my shopping basket at Ex Libris: Carlo Frabetti's El libro infierno (translated into Greek by Achilleas Kyriakidis). I admit buying it for its title echoeing Borges and Eco. It's </summary><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synecdoche' title='El libro infierno'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110750427610772724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110750427610772724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110750427610772724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110750427610772724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/el-libro-infierno.html' title='El libro infierno'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110731074220712772</id><published>2005-02-03T15:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:42:17.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>10 sneezes</title><summary type='text'>OK - all of you know where it is, but how many of you (especially women) know the precise details about its shape, size, noises (yes, noises), slipperiness, elasticity or flora? If you don't, there is hope. This is an extremely down-to-earth, quasi-encyclopaedic website (with a very friendly embedded blog), covering virtually all aspects pertaining to the vagina. Besides the expected anatomical </summary><link rel='related' href='http://myvag.net/sitemap/' title='10 sneezes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110731074220712772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110731074220712772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110731074220712772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110731074220712772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/10-sneezes.html' title='10 sneezes'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110734648816171197</id><published>2005-02-02T13:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T14:22:36.636+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee and cigs</title><summary type='text'>This post was originally supposed to refer to Crooked Timber's post pointing at "Tony Judt illustrating the centrality of coffee as a metaphor (or maybe synecdoche) for civilisation," but. Having just prepared one more double-espresso (and it's not 3AM just yet), I came upon javablack.com who'd just answered an interesting musical pass-around poll. Thought I'd ditto, even though I wasn't </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.javablack.com/' title='Coffee and cigs'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110734648816171197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110734648816171197' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110734648816171197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110734648816171197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/coffee-and-cigs.html' title='Coffee and cigs'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110733513908938590</id><published>2005-02-02T11:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T07:29:03.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the nature of genius     </title><summary type='text'>While we're on the subject of film... I recently saw Scorsese’s latest, The Aviator. It probably will win best picture, because, as I read somewhere, Holllywood will love the fact that it’s about one of its own. Besides that, it’s A Beautiful Mind all over again. We know the formula already, but it’s still a chicken or the egg proposition: is madness a prerequisite for genius or does genius </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.miramax.com/aviator/' title='the nature of genius     '/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110733513908938590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110733513908938590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110733513908938590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110733513908938590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/nature-of-genius.html' title='the nature of genius     '/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110728510125549179</id><published>2005-02-02T09:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T10:35:06.343+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Blog Noir</title><summary type='text'>Feisty Repartee has recently announced the beginning of a collaborative novel-writing effort - with a vengeance. Christina feels this will be the natural evolution of the Neo-Noir, which was itself an evolution of the original Film Noir."Film Noir (literally 'black film or cinema') was coined by French film critics (first by Frank Nino in 1946) who noticed the trend of how 'dark' and black the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://feistyrepartee.blogspot.com/2005/01/from-film-noir-to-blog-noir.html' title='Le Blog Noir'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110728510125549179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110728510125549179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110728510125549179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110728510125549179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/le-blog-noir.html' title='Le Blog Noir'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110720475259713783</id><published>2005-02-02T03:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T03:36:07.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Vertigogo</title><summary type='text'>"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see."Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862); US essayist, poet and philosopher.ZDNet.com's David Berlind reports that Wall Street thinks "Blogs [are] insignificant". Berlind disagrees:"[W]hy is almost every major media organization running RSS feeds? Because RSS is the new killer app of the Web. It is a major content consumption channel and, as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110720475259713783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110720475259713783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110720475259713783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110720475259713783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/blogging-vertigogo.html' title='Blogging Vertigogo'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110724852608786718</id><published>2005-02-01T10:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T11:02:06.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The caffeine quiz</title><summary type='text'>You are a double espresso at three AM.You are the tortured, nail-biting essence ofcoffee.  You see visions.  You could change theworld if only you were up at the same time aseveryone else.  You have created a programminglanguage that throws errors if the code is notwritten in iambic pentameter, and you areinfuriated by the typos in the new edition ofUlysses.   You practice sarcasm as aform of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110724852608786718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110724852608786718' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110724852608786718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110724852608786718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/02/caffeine-quiz.html' title='The caffeine quiz'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110719745217429347</id><published>2005-01-31T20:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T20:50:52.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Free Press</title><summary type='text'>Personal Free Press: "It was originally at this link but was removed sometime around the beginning of 2005. The full text of this speech has been recovered and is posted here so that history will not be revised by anyone in a rather 'Soviet-style' attempt to deny embarrassing historical facts. Since this was a public speech given by a member of the US Government, these words should be considered </summary><link rel='related' href='http://personalfreepress.blogspot.com/' title='Personal Free Press'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110719745217429347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110719745217429347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110719745217429347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110719745217429347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/personal-free-press.html' title='Personal Free Press'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110715575365229491</id><published>2005-01-31T09:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T09:17:56.646+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No Photoshop Shit</title><summary type='text'>This Is The Shit.Yeah.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.thisistheshit.org/' title='No Photoshop Shit'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110715575365229491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110715575365229491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110715575365229491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110715575365229491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-photoshop-shit.html' title='No Photoshop Shit'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110702128697025092</id><published>2005-01-29T19:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T08:26:10.210+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Murakami</title><summary type='text'>The New Yorker costs almost 10 euro in Greece and is always a week behind, but it's a luxury I feel I can't afford to deny myself. This week, John Updike writes an incisive review of Haruki Murakami's new book, "Kafka on the Shore." I came across Murakami completely by chance in 1998 (when I found "The Wind-up Bird Chronicle" in a discount bin in America) and have since made a point of reading </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.newyorker.com/main/magazine/' title='Murakami'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110702128697025092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110702128697025092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110702128697025092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110702128697025092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/murakami.html' title='Murakami'/><author><name>soap</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110692398137305349</id><published>2005-01-28T16:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:13:14.693+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft Targets</title><summary type='text'>Well, since we recycle quite a bit, we better recycle the best. Here's my newest discovery, SCRIPTOIDS. She's real good. Add link to your lists."Does anybody here know SpongeBob?" Dr. James C. Dobson, the founder of Focus on the Family, asked the guests Tuesday night at a black-tie dinner for members of Congress and political allies to celebrate the election results….Now, Dr. Dobson said, </summary><link rel='related' href='http://scriptoids.blogspot.com/' title='Soft Targets'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110692398137305349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110692398137305349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110692398137305349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110692398137305349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/soft-targets.html' title='Soft Targets'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110691904064943630</id><published>2005-01-28T15:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T15:30:40.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugger</title><summary type='text'>Love set you going like a fat gold watch...I've felt like an old guy.I've felt like getting up early and writing in my notebook before breakfast.I've felt like, what's so bad about solitary confinement?I've felt stuck again, but on a higher level this time. Like, here, the monsters are faster and meaner, but my gun shoots bigger bullets too.I don't know.Lots of things happening at once.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110691904064943630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110691904064943630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110691904064943630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110691904064943630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/bugger.html' title='Bugger'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110690104113416558</id><published>2005-01-28T10:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T10:30:41.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Mirror</title><summary type='text'>[A few months ago] Heather resurrected her Mirror Mirror site, perhaps the most interesting photodyssey in the whole wide web and the one responsible for my admiration of her artistry. I wish I was presented with an iPod like she got.Originally posted @nootropia.net on 8 Nov 2004.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.hchamp.com' title='Mirror Mirror'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110690104113416558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110690104113416558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110690104113416558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110690104113416558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/mirror-mirror.html' title='Mirror Mirror'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110690079530051646</id><published>2005-01-28T10:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T10:35:00.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'>6x6</title><summary type='text'>Platon Rivellis, a major Greek photography and cinema teacher, active and best known through his Photo Circle seminars in Athens and Syros. Photo Circle staged a major presentation of their work last night (27/1) in Athens, hosted at the Hellenic-American Union.Originally posted @nootropia.net on 25 Nov 2004.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.photocircle.gr/portfolios/rivellis/01_CV_rivelis.htm' title='6x6'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110690079530051646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110690079530051646' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110690079530051646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110690079530051646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/6x6.html' title='6x6'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110690018535577336</id><published>2005-01-28T10:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T10:36:00.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hebrides</title><summary type='text'>For twenty years, Sam Maynard lived in the Outer Hebrides of Scotland where he worked as a photographer, film maker and ran his own independent TV and Internet company.From 1980 to 2000, he took many thousands of photographs. The images that you see here represent a small part of his collection.It's planned to grow this site to build a unique and personal portrait of island life on the very </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.hebrides.com/default.htm' title='Hebrides'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110690018535577336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110690018535577336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110690018535577336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110690018535577336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/hebrides.html' title='Hebrides'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110681150901345780</id><published>2005-01-27T09:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T12:53:11.790+02:00</updated><title type='text'>last chance Texaco</title><summary type='text'>Rickie Lee Jones being one of my College-youth favorite singers, feels nice to confirm choices were right on both artistic and social grounds. Jones also links to a Furniture for the People page where a chilling comparison between the Patriot Act and Hitler's  Ermächtigungsgesetz (Enabling Act) is provided.Photo of Rickie Lee by Annie Leibovitz, all rights as appropriate.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.rickieleejones.com/political/patriotact.htm' title='last chance Texaco'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110681150901345780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110681150901345780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110681150901345780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110681150901345780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/last-chance-texaco.html' title='last chance Texaco'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-110677947386077211</id><published>2005-01-27T01:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T01:03:32.716+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging e-shoes, part IV</title><summary type='text'>As I was checking out Satin Pajama nominees, I came upon some post by Zoe (Belgium) regarding Blog Netiqeutte (sic). Apparently, Zoe was quite shocked to discover "someone's blog who comments here, and the entire blog appeared to be nothing else but posts from other people's blogs including all the comments"... And she was not alone. A great number of comments, attempting to define whether such </summary><link rel='related' href='http://users.pandora.be/quarsan/zoe/' title='Blogging e-shoes, part IV'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/110677947386077211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10029709&amp;postID=110677947386077211' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110677947386077211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/110677947386077211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/01/blogging-e-shoes-part-iv.html' title='Blogging e-shoes, part IV'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O7rD9TCxdPQ/TOVKiruPsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/c7WTUY28rj8/S220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
